Chapter 1187 I will make your life worse than death

And looking at the place behind? I saw a speeding motorcycle following behind.

There were several cars following closely behind the motorcycle.

The sound of gunshots suddenly rang out on the winding mountain road.

"Yang Hua, this can't go on, they are catching up." Jiang Zifang, who was sitting on the back of the motorcycle, shouted to Yang Hua in front of him.

And what about Yang Hua?

He had no choice at the moment. The mountain road in front of him was not like other places. There was only one road. All motorcycles would not have much advantage in driving on such a road.

Moreover, this mountain road is extremely steep. There are cliffs on the left and steep mountains on the right. To put it bluntly, there is only one road in front of you.

But everyone knows that no matter how fast a motorcycle is, it can't be faster than a four-wheeled car. No, the cars of the gangsters roaring from behind are about to catch up.

I saw the car lights behind them shining on Yang Hua and the others in front of me. Yang Hua could only increase the accelerator and run as fast as possible.

Where is Jiang Zifang in the back? He is still shooting at the vehicles of the chasing gangsters with a gun in his hand.

I saw the car closest to me. The glass of the front window was hit by Jiang Zifang's gunfire. With a bang, all the glass was shattered. What about the driver? He was also shot randomly.

head.

With a scream, the steering wheel in his hand twisted violently, and with a roar, the whole car rolled over twice on the 6-7 meter wide road, and hit the guardrail with a bang.

The guardrail was directly broken, and his car suddenly fell towards the cliff.

After the car that was following the car the closest fell off, the cars behind it also rushed over.

Bursts of gunshots were fired from those cars.

It was slightly better for Yang Hua to drive a motorcycle in front, but Uncle Jiang behind him was not so lucky. He blocked Yang Hua's back, and only heard a pop sound, and a flying bullet hit him all of a sudden.

On one of Uncle Jiang's shoulders.

Uncle Jiang groaned, and the body next to Yang Hua could not help but tremble due to the severe stinging pain.

Although he didn't scream out loud and was holding back, Yang Hua could already feel that Uncle Jiang had been shot.

"Uncle Jiang, are you okay??" Yang Hua shouted while driving his motorcycle.

I heard Uncle Jiang's weak breathing coming from behind: "I, I'm fine."

"No. Uncle Jiang, you will die if you continue like this." Yang Huadao said.

"Leave me alone, just go."

I saw the stubborn Uncle Jiang, ignoring the severe pain from the gunshot wound on his shoulder, still using his other hand to pick up the gun and shoot in the back.

Unfortunately, his injuries were too severe. After firing two shots, the gun in his hand suddenly fell behind.

I saw Yang Hua suddenly holding the motorcycle in his hand and thrusting forward.

The motorcycle that was still speeding suddenly stopped.

With a squeaking sound, the motorcycle tire rubbed against the bluestone ground, emitting a huge puff of black smoke, and stopped in the middle of the road. Where was Uncle Jiang? He was stunned for a moment. He covered the wound on his shoulder and said in shock.

: "Yang Hua, what are you doing?"

Yang Hua smiled slightly at Uncle Jiang.

"Even if I die, I will die with you."

Jiang Zifang was also stunned for a moment. His weathered face could not help but slowly sob, and then he said nothing.

However, he said that the vehicles that were chasing after him were still shooting wildly with their guns, but when they saw Yang Hua's motorcycle suddenly stopped, they all stopped shooting.

I saw Yang Hua in front of him with his hands raised in surrender.

Several surging vehicles all stopped with a screeching sound. The headlights in front of the cars illuminated Yang Hua and Uncle Jiang who were shot, making them unable to open their eyes.

"Caught them."

"Finally caught it."

"Get off. Get off."

Just hearing a bang, the gangsters with guns in their hands jumped out of the car one by one.

The black and deadly muzzles were all pointed at Yang Hua and the others in front of them, but Yang Hua and the others were motionless.

"Third brother, these are the bastards, we caught them." The gangster behind them said to a man who was walking towards Yang Hua and the others with eyes full of hatred.

One-eyed dragon?

Yes, that man was the one-eyed dragon. He held a shotgun tightly in his hand and rested it on his shoulder as he strode over.

That eye looked viciously at Yang Hua and the others in front of them.

As he strode forward, without any warning, he went straight up, stood on tiptoe with the shotgun in his hand, and suddenly hit Yang Hua hard on the body.

Of course Yang Hua can't fight back? With so many guns pointed at him, he certainly won't be stupid enough to seek death.

Just hear a bang.

Yang Hua was hit hard by the barrel of the shotgun. His waist was bent. Unfortunately, the one-eyed dragon still couldn't relieve his anger. Then his knees suddenly pushed up. There was a plop, and Yang Hua's whole body was thrown to the ground.

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"Yang Hua?"

Jiang Zifang shouted next to him.

Before he could shout, the one-eyed dragon turned the shotgun in his hand violently and hit Jiang Zifang in the face.

With a sound, Jiang Zifang spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Coupled with the gunshot wounds on his body, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Beat them, beat them to death."

I just heard the gangsters at the back shouting.

The one-eyed dragon in front of him, after knocking down Yang Hua and Uncle Jiang, suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Jiang Zifang's arm that had been shot, and said harshly: "You bastard, even if I kill you ten thousand times, it's not enough.

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As he exerted force on his feet, Uncle Jiang could endure the pain, but all the blood on his shoulder was flowing out drop by drop.

"Uncle Jiang!"

Yang Huasheng shouted and wanted to rush over, but unfortunately, two black guns were pointed at his head from behind.

"you wanna die?"

The one-eyed dragon said harshly.

"You want to die? I won't let you die so quickly. I will make it impossible for you to die." Just listen to the one-eyed dragon say crazily.

"Bring them back to me! I want to peel off all their skins." I heard the one-eyed dragon say viciously.

The gangsters behind him nodded quickly, and then ran over. One person held Yang Hua's arm and escorted him towards the car.

Jiang Zifang's shoulder on the ground was still bleeding. When he was dragged up from the ground, his face was already full of deathly gray.

At the same time, even the lips were horribly pale, as if they were about to die.

The one-eyed dragon was standing in front, looking at the winding mountain road ahead.

"Third brother, our goods haven't arrived down there yet?"
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